Topazia: I'm actually pretty pleased with this chapter. It's pretty...well at least I think so. Anyway you all have the right to be mad at my late posting. I was going to update Monday because I was taking a trip early Tuesday morning. I went to post only to find my precious chapter deleted so I had to leave without posting...how discouraging. ::Shakes a mighty fist in the air:: What do you have against my stories mother!!!

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Ryou's POV

Malik dropped by to pick me up as promised and we were currently sitting on the couch talking. You know, causual stuff about what we saw on TV last night, or what songs would totaly get us going once we got to the club.

I tried to stay casual. So my choice of clothes had been a pair of Bakura's old form fitting jeans and a black sleeveless shirt. For jewelry Malik adorned me with a black chocker, or collar as I preferred to call it, I felt like a dog. Yami and Yugi could keep their fashion statement. I hated it.

The bracelets that rested on my arm where a nice touch, as well as the two diagonal belts that that hung loosely from my waist. All in all I had to admit that Malik did a good job, and for once I didn't mind playing the role of his doll, it was the damn chocker that bothered me though.

"Ready to go?" He asked with a grin, taking off one of his earring to place it on my ear. He stood back to criticize his work, nodding with approval.

"Sure if you're done putting stuff on me. I'd like to be able to walk without weighing a ton." I chuckled and he shot me a playful glare. "Let me get my boots." Winking I made my way up the stairs and into my room. The boots were somewhere in the back of my closet.

Pushing the clothes back I smiled, reaching out for my footwear but froze. They were in the back of my closet just as I thought but that old midnight dress was too. After Bakura changed back I guess I never had the heart to get rid of it. It was amazing how it still had traces of his scent from that day. It was faint but still there.

"Hey did you get lost or did you simply forget what you came here for?" I turned around with a nervous chuckle, snatching what I came for and leaving the memory behind.

"I jut spaced for a minuet, sorry Malik." Came my sheepish reply. Once the boots were on he helped me up and we went outside to the car. I didn't use it, that car belonged to Bakura...

"I'm driving!" Malik chirped, snatching the keys from me and jumping in the driver's seat. Normally I'd be worried about him driving but I made a death threat saying that if I ever died because of his stupid driving that I was doing to haunt his ass all through my afterlife. And I meant it too.

He started up the car and drove off into the streets. The little car barely moved unless Malik drove us somewhere, other than that it pretty much stayed parked. After Bakura left I never had the heart to move it.

Besides, walking was more of my thing. Even if you did manage to get me to drive I've spent so much time just staring at random things till I don't know one street from the other. Put me behind the wheel and I promise you'll be headed down the road for disaster.

As the streets zoomed by below the only thing that was going through my mind was the phone call from Bakura last night. I for one thought I was over him, guess not. But then why was I worried? I was better off without him in my opinion. Or maybe that's just what I wanted myself to believe. My mind was saying one thing while my heart was screaming something else.

The little club we were heading to wasn't really much of a club at all. It was an old two-story warehouse that a couple of teens fixed up. They had done a pretty good job if you asked. This casual club was nothing like the one Malik took me two; it was far from it and besides, I hadn't set foot in another fancy dinning place since that incident with Bakura had happened.

Because of it's location, the club drew in all sorts of crowds and it stayed packed. The first floor was pretty much a dance floor and the second was a bar area. The best burgers where mad here in my opinion... "Ryou."

"Hm? What's wrong?" I asked softly, snapping out of my daze.

"I was afraid you'd fall from the window if you stared at the ground any harder." Malik chuckled from the driver's seat and I smiled, sitting up when my ears picked up a soft sound. It was the music from the club.

"Well the faster you get us to the club, the less time I'll have on my hands to stare at things." I replied with a smile.

"As easy as that is, I seriously doubt it if people would appreciate me parking in the middle of the street." We both had to laugh at that one. The music grew louder as we rounded the corner and the club loomed ahead.

I could fill the excitement building within me. Music was my ultimate escape. It was something to comfort me when Bakura had done something to upset me, plus it just overall made me feel better. Feelings in motion is was I used to call it. It's really sappy when you take the time to think about it...

Malik quickly found a spot and parked. Grinning I got out and we headed for the entrance. Malik payed the bouncer and we were set lose on the club. "Are you going to dance with me this time or are you going to just watch?" I taunted, rocking my hips to upbeat of the tune playing.

"Even if I did just watch I wouldn't do it for free, you'd be paid handsomely." He shot back with a sly smile as he shoved his hands into his pockets.

I shot him a playful glare and latched onto his arm, dragging him onto the floor. "So what you're trying to say is I'm a whore?"

He shrugged. You said it not me, besides, I think of you like a doll, you're fun to play with." He chuckled and I rolled my eyes. Wow, that sent a perverted image into my head.

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Bakura's POV

I don't know what possessed me to pick up the phone and call Ryou. He hated me and would most likely never return my feelings. I didn't know what to think anymore. Marik suggested I go out for some air so here I was, walking down the streets as the sun disappeared through the trees and the first bits of night began to set in.

I could feel that Ryou was nearby. That was one thing I had never loss, the ability to sense his feelings and his whereabouts. He seemed happy enough. Without knowing it my feet began to carry me downtown. It was as if I was following a scent of some sort.

When my head rose again I found myself in front of a club. The thing I had been following had been Ryou. The best thing might have been for me to turn around but I couldn't waste a trip that way. As night set in dark clouds roamed overhead and I quickly slipped past the bouncer and ran into the club. I didn't feel like going home wet.

The music flared in my ears as I walked around. I had only been here a few times with those two lovable blonde psychos. It was the perfect place if you wanted to go home with your pockets fill with someone else's money.

I smiled remembering those times, but if quickly faded into surprise when my eyes feel on my slightly flushed light. He giggled as Malik spun him and I could feel my blood boil with something that could only be described as pure jealously and anger, something I hadn't experienced in a long time.

They broke apart smiling until Ryou closed the gap, lazily draping an arm around the blonde's neck to draw him near. The very sight made me want to rip the Egyptian to pieces. Ryou had never done those things with me. Hell, I didn't even know he could dance. But then I guess that just shows you how much time I actually spent getting to know my light.

Well that was all going to change now. This thief was tired of watching from the sidelines...it was time to tip the scales in my favor. I pushed through the crowd and made my way towards them, tapping Malik on his shoulder.

The Blonde paled considerably and I smirked, pleased that I still had the ability to strike the fear of the gods in people. He released Ryou and I replaced his warmth with my own, not that Ryou himself seemed to mind or notice for that matter.

His body was warm against mine and glistened in the laser display from a light sheen of sweat. On arm comfortable, wrapped itself around his waist while the other hand gently removed the hair from his neck. Smirking I bent slightly to nibble the area, causing him to freeze in his movements. "Ma...Malik?" he gasped and I chuckled raising my hand up to stroke his chin. "Ba...Bakura, Yami is it you? Is it really you?"

"Why wouldn't it be?" I asked spinning him around to face me.

"I didn't want to reopen my eyes to find you a dream." He replied with a soft smile before throwing his arms around my neck in a soft embrace. I had never really been hugged before, the whole experience was new to me but I returned his gesture, burying my face in his hair. I thought I'd never smell his sweet scent again. "Yami I ..."

I released him with a shake of my head. "Remember what I said, no Yami anymore, just Bakura." My hand reached up to brush his hair away from his face.

"Right, okay...Bakura." His smile seemed to make the weight that had settled on my shoulders lift. I felt better than I had all year.

"I didn't mean to hurt you Ryou I mean it, I was just being confused and stubborn. Forgive me?" His eyes widened and he lowered his head. I couldn't help but shrug, the wound I inflicted on him was just too deep. When his silence greeted me I smiled and slowly turned away completely willing to leave him in his peace.

There was no reason for me to stay connected to this world anymore. Maybe it was time to move on and leave the land of the living. So I left, I calmly turned around and left for the door. The wind had picked up and the air had become, thick and moist.

I could smell the rain in the air. Not that it mattered now... "Bakura wait!" My feet slowed to a stop and I turned around surprised to see him running after me. "Don't leave me." He stopped before me to catch his breath and nodded.

"So we can start over again?" I asked.

"If you will have me." He replied and I smirked, draping a hand over his shoulder to lead him to the car. "Where'd you get the keys?"

"From Malik's pocket, the car is mine after all." I replied, unlocking the door to let us in. I wanted to take him somewhere. It didn't have to be fancy, or even special. I just wanted to show him that I did care. The car roared to life and we sped from the parking lot and into the night.

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Teh Pyscho's POV

"That went well didn't it, mink?" Marik asked me pulling into his embrace and I grinned, watching Ryou and Bakura speed off in the convertible.

"Naturally, it was our plan." I answered thoughtfully. "It was just set back a little bit. It was about damn time. They both can be so stubborn." I was just glad it was over to tell you the truth. I felt like the third wheel trapped between to drunken chicks in a cat fight.

"Okay, now answer me another question, koi." Marik purred, nuzzling my neck.

I hated it when he did that, it was an instant turn on and it pissed me off because I couldn't purr. "Mm, okay what?"

"Was there a point to the authoress randomly putting us here?" That last question was one hell of a mood killer but I guess I had to admit it was a good one.

"To show her loving audience that we've been stalking Ryou and Bakura for a whole year to make they eventually get together?" I stated. "And to take up space and maybe make up for us never having a POV spot of our own."

Marik nodded in agreement. "That is true. I mean even the Pharaoh and that midget have had there own little POV's! What's up with that?"

"We should complain Marik! Let's cause chaos!"

"Yeah, sure whatever...later, let the people get back to the story before they become pissed and start throwing things at us."

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Bakura again

I led him from the parking lot and into the darkened field. "Bakura, don't you think this is a dangerous?" he asked timidly, clinging to me as the darkened clouds lit up from lightening.

"I'll let nothing happen to you Ryou, I promise." I squeezed his shoulders reassuringly and he smiled.

"Why'd you bring me here?" he asked softly, those innocent eyes boring into mine.

I lifted a finger to the sky, stopping to snake the other arm around his slim waist. "Wait for it..." I mumbled as he followed my finger. A crack of thunder sounded through the air and as if the clouds themselves were spilt open the rain fell, falling as if it were running from something.

His chuckled and released me to run away and I followed, the slightest trace of a smirk on my face. Ryou was fast but with my body back I was faster once again. "Got you." I purred, tackling him to the ground where we stayed, letting the cool, sweet rainwater wash over us as it moved pass and the sheets kept falling.

"Bakura..." he chuckled. "What is this?"

"My way of showing you how important you are to me." I answered softly before lowering my head to his neck to lap away at the water that had settled there from the rain.

His in drew in a breath and arched into me, timidly resting his hands on my shoulders. This was what I had been waiting for, to claim him as mines, sealing the gap within my soul. I was a fool for hurting him and I'd never let it happen again.

I'd take tonight to learn more about him, every inch of him and I meant it. "Bakura..." I removed myself from the tender flesh of his neck to stare at him for a while.

His eyes were half lidded and his pale face held the slightest pink tint to it. He reminded me of a porcelain doll, delicate and fragile and every way. This doll of mines had several cracks, cracks that could easily be healed with time, I'll make sure of it.

"Ryou?" he remained slightly for a while, staring up that the clouded night sky before reaching up to press his lips against mines in an chaste kiss. It was something that I definitely wasn't expecting but gladly accepted, nibbling on his bottom lip softly.

Part of me wondered whether I had rushed things. I had only brought him hear to talk about the things that had happened between us, everything else that lead to him writhing in pleasure beneath me just happened on impulse. But if he didn't mind it, neither did I.

His lips parted in a moan and I took it as my chance to explore the warmth of his mouth. The rain droned on above us, cooling off the heated skin and smothering our passion filled gasps, leaving them lost in the wind. We parted, both gasping for breath. "Bakura...I..."

I shook my head, reaching up to place a finger on his lips. I already could tell what he meant to say. It was written all over his face. "Don't say it, if anything it should be me. You deserve it after all that I've put you through." I replied softly and he stared up at me with a face that could only be described as a mixture of surprise and awe. "I love you Ryou."

"I love you too Yami...I mean Bakura." He grinned and I chuckled. There were no more words left unsaid, so I felt everything else to my hands, touching and teasing the body beneath me. I couldn't have been happier and what's more in my opinion we gave each other the most precious of gifts. I gave Ryou my soul and he gave me his, something that all the pharaoh's treasure, no matter how valuable couldn't replace...